"For three sins of Moab, even for four, I will not turn back {my wrath}. Because he burned, as if to lime, the bones of Edom's king, 2 I will send fire upon Moab that will consume the fortresses of Kerioth. [8] Moab will go down in great tumult amid war cries and the blast of the trumpet. 3 I will destroy her ruler and kill all her officials with him," says the LORD .

4 This is what the LORD says:

"For three sins of Judah, even for four, I will not turn back {my wrath}. Because they have rejected the law of the LORD and have not kept his decrees, because they have been led astray by false gods, [9] the gods [10] their ancestors followed, 5 I will send fire upon Judah that will consume the fortresses of Jerusalem."

And if he looses beer upon us on earth, then we shall revel in unloosed beer above, in Lyke Wyse? O, Carol, now I see why they named you Queen of the Crappers!! For behold, there is great wisdom in it!!

I was raised to always respect librarians. With all due respect , therefore, I would offer the thought that Matthew 18:18:

17 And if he shall neglect to hear them, tell it unto the church: but if he neglect to hear the church, let him be unto thee as an heathen man and a publican. 18 Verily I say unto you, Whatsoever ye shall bind on earth shall be bound in heaven: and whatsoever ye shall loose on earth shall be loosed in heaven.

I was younger and far more innocent, full of the joy and aspirations of youth, hoping against hope that Mother would succeed. Oh, for those long-lost days of yesteryear, when I would blithely log on, a smile full of the promises of the future upon my boyish face. Oh, my lost youth! Oh, to recover and live again those days of yore! Little do we know when we dribble them away that we are dribbling away our lives, that our futures are being so unconcernedly frittered away in wine, in song, in the pleasures of the moment, with never a thought for the future. But no, not I! I was concerned, even then, for MOAB, for Mother's future. And so I posted, sharing with others my concerns for the future. But all the rest of you, given up as you are to dissipation and revelry, wallowing in disgusting lusts and sating your animal appetites, drinking and wenching or knaving without a thought to Mother's future, couldn't have cared less. NAY, I say! Me? The only one who cared? Eat crow? NAY, I say again! For it is written in Matthew 18:18 that I need not do so!

Thanks Rapaire- I've been searching ths sky for days now and haven't been able to see anything yet. Could be because of clouds, but I still search.

Kampervan- I have one of those vee-dubya's too but it's not like the love machine, Ford driven', rough riden', red den of infamy.(not liking to mention the vee is sitten' up on the hill right now needing a clutch)Smoking?? It's the Klingons that are doing it.

The greatest Klingon-ass-kickin'-son-of-a-gun of all time is, of course, Captain James T. Kirk (William Shatner), and it is HE who will save the day...but I agree that Jean-Luc Picard could probably do a great job at it too. Maybe they will both team up on it. If so, the Klingons are doubly doomed.

Meanwhile, what is happening in Schenectady?????? Has the "City of Blight" been affected?

Well ive read some of this here thread an I'm getting to understand a biddy bit of it.

Helltyre and drivation Rustic Rebel. What have you bin smokin? Ma Kampervan aint Ford-made - its a VEE DUBYA. It was built in startime datum log nineteen hunnerd an fast asleep. An its the only surfmobile to beat the shee-it out of a Klingon battleship with a cloaking device.

HELP!!!! Bee-dubya's gone inta shock or somethin'! He's froze to his chair with his fingers on th' computer's keyboard an' all he can do is mutter somethin' that sounds like, "Ohmigod! Holy fuckin' shit! Jimmy Carter's a Klingon!" over an' over again! HELP!!!!

See! I knew it was true! CarolC and Jack the Sailor have seen the Klingons in Atlanta too! If they're in Atlanta now, can Macon and Athens and Columbus be far behind? Then what about Tallahassee and Jacksonville and Destin (nevermind - they can have fuckin' Destin) and my own lovely Floribama?

The answer is obvious! There's only one man who can save us!

And that man is........

Patrick Stewart (aka Captain Jean-Luc Picard)

By the way, as I am typing this, there is a Google Public Service Ad for The Carter Center just below the message box. My Klingon sighting took place mere blocks from The Carter Center. A coincidence? I think not!

That's actually three comets currently careening crazily close to the Inner Planets (Hale-Bopp left some time ago). I warned everyone of this quite some time ago, but nobody listened. Thank God that, like Jerry Falwell, I have stored up food and ammunition, 'cause The Rupture's comin', sure as shootin'.

So where the hell is the comet? Oh Cling-on-type-that-can't quite-relate-to-reality-therefore-clinging-on-to-anything-that-will-make-an-impression-or-else-make-you-a-pussy-spiecies-that-just-likes-to-cling-on, Where the hell is the comet?

No "Dykes on Bikes" there Bee-dubya-ell? We know some people who have seen people who ride with them. We've seen Klingons in Hotlanta, too. As well as other trekkie types. It's a strange place. Elton John lives there part of the time, in his boyfriend's penthouse condo (in Buckhead, I heard).

Hot damn, I wasn't empanelled for jury duty! Off the hook 'til Thursday, and if I don't get empanelled Friday, they can't call me agin fer at least two years. (Just as well, too -- it was a nasty, nasty criminal case).

I have returned safely from the wilderness of Atlanta and have disturbing news. The entire city has been taken over by Klingons!

The art show that we were in (The Inman Park Festival) has an alternative parade as part of its festivities. There were numerous organizations represented, like the gardening club which calls itself "The Dirt Digging Dykes of Decatur", "The Heterosexual Whippet Owners' Club" (membership = two), "The Inman Park Precision Attache' Case and Umbrella Drill Team" and "Tattooed Men in Skirts".

Well, there were about fifty Klingons in the parade calling themselves "The Klingon Attack Group" ("KAG" for short). They were obviously trying to pass themselves off as humans pretending to be Klingons, but some of us aren't so easily fooled. We know they were real Klingons and that they will soon be all over the place!

He would of come to your liberry in Idaho, man... but he got attrested first in Blind River. Too bad. I am gonna take Idiot-boy his clothes today. I am carrying them on the end of a long stick. They reek!!! I hope the cops let me in with them. I have hid a beer and 2 joints in his boots so he dont get depressed too much in that jail cell.

The sadness. Throughout Idaho, sorrow. An entire State, over a million people (some of whom are even living in clumps called "cities") are mourning today.

For BDiBR didn't come visit our library, nekkid as a jaybird. Instead, Kampervan cricized the language of the MOABites. Using the linguistic skills acquired in a graduate course in linguistics (where else would you learn this sort of thing?), I treed K's comments so that I could determine what the actual message was -- without success. I next used an old linguistics trick and translated the comments to Antique Middle Dutch, AMD to pre-Viking Icelandic, and the result to contemporary Tagalog. Eureka! the result was one word! That word is "tolong" which when translated from Tagalog to English means "Help."

Thus, Kampervan's post was (and is) a plea for help. Exactly what sort of help is being requested and whether or not this plea comes from Kampervan is still being researched. The problem has been referred to the Idaho National English and Everything Linguistic Laboratory (INEEL), where the resultant word ("Tolong") will be rendered into ASCII and then to hexadecimal and run through INEEL's supercolliding supercomputer for numeric analysis, comparing the hexadecimal results with the same results from octal, binary, and other mathematical bases. The results will be presented here later in tabular format, assuming that the grant money holds out.

Being a shy and unassuming kid from the Great Middlewest, there is no need to nominate me for a Nobel Prize. No, really. Aw, shucks, go ahead then, since you insist.

KampervanYes I do happen to drive one of those. It's a custom 1980, red carpet on the ceiling, fold out styrofoam (sp?) bed, with red curtains that enfold the entire entirety of the van. Aw-ha. I know what them kampervans are all about. Hippy floating, love machines. Ford made, driven hard, get it on and eat some lard.Gas drinkin', make you thinkin'your a rich slobivalian riden' with an alien...vehicle of means.Aw-Ha.

Amos..TWENTY EIGHT HUNNERT! How can you justify beating William Shatner to the TWENTY EIGHT HUNNERT? He must not have know how to spell TWENTY EIGHT HUNNERT.

No, LH, he does not. Your confusion Between real ruling, and delusion Is sad, and makes one shake one's 'ead And hope you find a private bed Wherein to weave imagination Into sad Shatneroid fixation! At least, while you dear madness keep You have a chance to get some sleep!

Start from the top, Kamper, and when you get to the first post that is confusing back up one or two and come forward until you find the bewildering term or referent; then PM the author to get it clarified. Repeat until complete.

Hmmm... unfortunate luck for you I guess Old Bean. We're making it up as we go along. But if you read the thread from the very beginning, oh... maybe two or three times, by the third, or maybe the fifth time, you'll probably understand about 30% of it at least. If you don't bust a blood thingie first.

He wants out on bale. Fat chance! LOL! I got better things to spend 500 bucks on this weekend than bale. He is gettin re-acwainted with cell # 9, and is sharing it with a big Indian from Serpent River who got atressted for bustin heads and raisin hell in Massey. I went to see the loser. (I mean Shane, eh?) (not the iNdian) He wants his clothes back. Well, I am gonna take pity on him tomorrow and take him those clothes but I think there was a skunk in the yard last night cos they smell kinda rank to me.

Thanks for the grin, Dan and Rustic. Glad to hear Shane has upped his comehaveance. I mean come to his haveuppance. No, that should be had up hiscomeance. No...wait....had his come-uppance!! Anyway, to hell with it, but thanks!